The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1887-12-23

culinary skill and general ability. Hence
The frivolous youth of yarmouth insisted
that it was simply matter of time as to the
ultimate matrimonial resulta
Three times year Mrs Mack had been
in the habit of giving DR.. Blake warming"
In more or less imprisoned terms The
alleged causes were sins of omission or COM
mission on the respective parts of the shired
help" Bob. the Office hoy, and Miss Doris
Lane, the Doctors nineteen-year ward
It was the morning after Christmas Day
in the year of grace 1855. DR.. Blake was
in his library and Office combined, hoping
for a quiet hour with the Lancet, which he
held in his hand with pages uncut, as Mra
Mack, whose black eyes were swapping ON
inously, fungi use the word advisedIy-
into the room
With premonition of what was coming,
che Doctor laid aside the pamphlet
well, Mrs. Mack" he said, YEARLY,
swhich-that is, Who'll mean, what is it
now?n
This day week, DR. Blake, either Miss
Doris or leave-you can choose between
us. responded the Widow Mack, with ON
inous calmness Barring the name of the
offender, her formula of warning was al
ways the same. Possibly she dreamed that
or in some unguarded moment might be
led to say: %Ihen, Mrs. Mack, my advice
will be-yourself"
Why not? The widow only acknowledged
to Shirty-six, her figure was trim, her face
not unoomely and she held property in her
own right In addition TO this her cookery
wae unequaled, and is itnot recorded that
mahculine hearts untouched by personal
charms have been reached through the vui.
gar medium of the stomach?
mot being the dirt under Miss Doris
feet, acrimoniously continued Mrs Mack,
before DR. Blake could speak, 81 don't pro-
pose being trod on no longer The idear'
said the irate lady, with a backward toss of
her head; ordering me out of her study'er
just because said her goings on with your
nevew, Paul Blake, was scandalousl Things
have come to pretty pass in this house, /
Think"
DIR. Blake groaned in spirit as Mrs
Mack slammed the door behind her
''Why can't she let Doris alone" he nut
tered, and when he said sDoris" it was with
q peculiarly tender infection. But that.
perhaps, was because of the semi parental
relation in which he pretended to stand
toward her
DR. Blake communed with himself for
moment or two and then, laying aside the
uncut pamphlet, rose and yarded himself
cur!ousiy in the glass over the mantel
You're nothing but an old fool, Paul
Blake" he said, turning abruptly away. Yet
the earnest scholarly face and dark inscrut-
able eyes which had returned his bries
glance Were by no means deserving of such
a scathing remark But in comparison with
lis nephew, Paul Blake. the doctor regarded
himself as q modern Methuseiah
Doris Vane's study r" was rather cozy
interior formed by parting portion of the
attic proper with some faded chintz cur
tains rummaged out from the big cedar
wood chest in the corner One of the hang
ings was pushed back for better side light.
and DR.. Blake, who had soughG the attic
with view of reconoling Doris aud ArA
Mack, stood still at the head of the stairs
regarding the chintz- framed picture before
him
Under the sky Light in the roof was an
easel supporting partly finished portrait
in oil Before it, holding palette and
mahl-stick in rest, stood pretty Doris the